I've been better. Iris helped...soften things, some. And then I got drunk with Harkin. Talked to Malcolm some. And now I'm talking to you.

I don't know what I intended to get out of all of that. I hadn't even decided that was what I really wanted to do, get a Deal for Abigail. But it was sort of at the back of my mind. Now there's confirmation that there's nothing I can do to help. This sort of loss, it feels...familiar.